Joining the Northern RadFem Network during lockdown meant that we could not meet face to face, everything was over social media or zoom meetings. Although we all have similar feminist outlooks and ideas, all of the women involved have arrived at feminist activism in different ways. As a student in the late 80’s and early 90’s I was involved in feminist groups but later fell away from activism, maintaining my feminist roots by championing women from the background in my employment in the retail industry and later on within the Sure Start Agenda of New Labour.
My journey back to activism arose from the attacks on social media of JK Rowling and verbal attacks upon myself on Facebook by TRA’s when I posed seemingly innocent questions in my attempt to understand why it was so difficult to say the word woman in relation to menstruation; I soon became to understand that although we are told to educate ourselves the mantra of “acceptance without exception” simply means women have no right to question the ideology. We just have to submit and accept that what we are being told is the only truth, even if we know it is incorrect, even if we know that the reality of our biological sex matters in life, policy and law. Without the means to talk about ourselves in a meaningful way stops women from being able to stand up for our rights and freedoms.
NRFN relocated North of the border again for a few days in September for a VERY important date. Poor Marion Millar was up in the Sheriffs Court for daring to tweet a photo of ribbons.
Anyway, up we went again to familiar ground now. Packing of course all our lady essentials for the trip!!!!! Hateful haberdashery, seditious stickers and garments with POCKETS!!!
We were staying very close to the court happily so after a short walk on Tuesday morning we arrived at the Sheriffs Court.
Women had already started arriving with banners, placards, lots of leaflets and creative garb!. The handmaidens of For Women Scotland had arrived of course, looking wonderful in their flowing red cloaks and demure white headdresses!
Several NRFN members and other women’s rights groups have been taking to the streets, parks and city centres in recent months with their hateful haberdashery and seditious stickering, to raise awareness of the battle for women’s rights that we currently face due to trans organisations lobbying the government and organisations to change the definition of what it is to be a woman, reducing us to just a feeling, giving male bodied people access to women’s safe spaces like toilets, changing rooms, showers, domestic violence refuges, hospital wards and women’s shortlists and awards designed to help balance the inequalities women face in business and society.
Some of our stickers tell us that ‘Lesbians don’t have penises’, a statement that is so obvious it should go without saying, however trans rights activists have been teaching our young lesbians that not all women have a vagina and it is bigotry to reject a ‘lesbian’ with a penis. It is so important to get the message out loudly to reassure our young females that their sexual choices are not bigoted. Other stickers have simply stated that women are adult human females – we’re not birthing bodies, menstruators or bodies with vaginas. We’re women and that is what we should be called.
On the 8th March 2021 it was International Women’s Day. Its intention is to be a day to celebrate women (adult human females) in all of their glorious wonder. Women.
I’m a woman. I wanted to celebrate that day, but I couldn’t.
Every organisation that decided to express a celebratory ‘woo hoo, its International Women’s Day’ seemed to have to centre their show of wokeness to trans identified males, rather than celebrate natal born women.
In a day to celebrate my born sex, I am expected to make room for men.